Her thinking was . . . well, laughter is the best medicine. As since those were the (gulp) pre-NetFlix days, and I only had basic cable, there wasn't a lot on in the wee hours of the morning.
I took her advice. I watched back to back to back episodes when I was too sick to sleep. And I laughed. Out loud. Alone. I laughed hard.
Since then, I've ascribed to the idea that there are times in life when you don't need to add anything negative to your thinking. Just like sometimes I like a movie that will offer me a "good cry," there are times in life when you just need a good laugh.
So . . . what are your stand-bys when you know you need cheering up? I still love Lucy.